This
week was a good one. It started out a bit rough though. We were working really
hard, but no one was showing any interest. We knocked on what felt like a
billion doors with no success. My poor greenie was starting to get really down.
Then
came the heat... oh my goodnight. I have never sweat so much in my life. It was
37 degrees Celsius. I'm not sure what that amounts to in Fahrenheit but
probably around one million. Then there was wind which was kind of nice except
that it felt like high powered heater blowing on you, but it did help a bit
cause we were so sweaty. Man it was nuts. We also had to ride bikes because we
ran out of k's and we biked up all the biggest hills, of course. I was actually
kind of enjoying it because I kind of like dramatic things. You know me, but my
poor comp. I thought she was going to pass out, so we took a break. Wanna know
the best part? Everyone here said it's only going to get worse... I cannot even
imagine. I'm going to have to go by a bunch on white short sleeve shirts to
wear because any other color is way to hot and I've given up on doing my hair
and make up unless we're going to meetings because you sweat it all off
anyways. It's great though! These are the kind of stories you want from a
mission! You feel like a real missionary!
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| Me and Sister T. |
Then
we had zone conference. I loved it so much. It was all about the doctrine of Christ,
which is my all time favorite topic! It really helped me to remember again my
purpose and to focus on it. It was what we needed to pump up our faith.
Although Satan tried so hard to get me down. They talked about baptisms a lot
and how much they've increased. They showed a slide show of all the baptisms
this year and Satan tried to get me to think that I wasn't as good of a
missionary as some others because they had tons of baptisms and I have really
had none. But, God helped me remember the things that I have learned. I was
able to remember the very strong confirmations that I have had from prayers
that God is pleased with who I am and what I am doing in my work. Even in that
moment when it hurt to see all these other missionaries getting what I dreamed,
hoped, and prayed and fasted for I was able to recognize the good in my own
work. It was an incredible feeling. I know there are things I still need to
work on, but I am doing my best. I am working my hardest and God is pleased,
even if other missionaries may not be.
I was
also able to see Sister L and it was adorable. She started crying, I love her.
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| At Zone Conference. |
Then
Sister T and I came home pumped to work even harder and have even more faith.
We went out night tracting and set up some good potentials. We planned for an
awesome Saturday full of tracting and following up former investigators.
Then
morning came... I felt so tired. I could barely keep my eyes open. I tried so
hard to make personal study meaningful, but it ended up being just so-so
because I kept falling asleep. I did not want to leave the flat. The thought of
going out was unbearable sounding. Satan is such a punk. Sister T was feeling
the same way, but we had made a commitment so we went out and worked hard. We
knocked on three doors in a row and they ALL were interested! It was
incredible! We were so blessed. We probably said one million prayers of
gratitude.
Then
our appointment fell through, but we weren't going to let that get us down. So
we prayed for a street. We went there and we found several more people that
were interested and one that invited us to teach her right then and there! It
was beautiful! We felt so blessed. And we were actually thankful for the slow
start to the week because it made the end so much more joyful.
Church
was also amazing. Our investigator Lauren came. She is amazing. Her mum is very
anti so for Fast Sunday she fasted with us for her mum's heart to be softened.
She loved testimony meeting. We had a lesson with her during Relief Society on
the Plan of Salvation. It went so well. She hadn't heard most of what we
taught, but she felt like it all really made sense. Although part way through
she was talking about all the crazy things people say about our church, one of
them being that we can become Gods and Goddesses someday. I thought to myself,
"oh darn, that one's true." I said a prayer in my heart to know how
to help her understand it. The words just came flowing from my mouth. I was
able to testify to her that she could someday be a goddess because we are all destined
to become like God. We had a recent convert in there with us and he and my
companion powerfully double testified. We were all tearing up because the Spirit
was so strong. (And we all know I tend to cry when I feel the Spirit.) She said
it made sense. I feel so blessed! Man, God was so good to us this week! I feel
so incredibly blessed.
I love
you all! Thank you for your love, prayers, and support!
